I Know a Place

I KNOW A PLACE I know a place wherein a wild time grows, Where ale and wine and spirit freely flows. Quite uninhibited behaviour there, Whilst swinging rock band music fills the air And couples wildly dance the night away. Lost to the world until the break of day. But sometimes, fuelled perhaps by excess booze Or petty jealousy, a fight ensues. The band stops playing, dancers stand and cheer, Till someone shouts, “Look out, the cops are here.” As if by magic, peace descends once more, And, when the officers burst through the door, They find not a hint of trouble of course, As the band strikes up a Viennese waltz. 22nd May 2023 This or That, Vol 18 Poetry Contest Sponsor - Edward Ibeh